"Nope, Think that is about it." Zev said, shaking his head. He kept up his usual slight smile, not letting on that the man had just impressed the hell out of him. If he only could have 'found' a young Ladon, like he had Navia. With those two minds behind him, he would have been unstoppable. Alas, wishes do not a full stomach make, as Ditesha used to say.

Fully expecting the head scientist would have memorized them by now, Zev began rolling up the floor plans. Zvi looked up at the noise. Walking over with the storage tube, she held it out wordlessly, open end facing the thief. "Thanks, sweetheart." He murmured as he slid the sheaves in. Zvi went still, pinning his with a look. Zev immediately looked contrite. "Sorry, habit." The large woman jerked the case away and stalked off across the bar. Zev let her go with a sigh, finally turning back to Ladon.

"Meet me tomorrow, 4 hours after lights out. Level 15, corridor 5H, junction 12-2. We won't to get this done as soon as we can, just in case we haven't been as discrete as we think we have been."

Ladon watched the interaction between Zev and Svi with considerable interest, though he didn't stare openly and his outward expression remained his usual politely bland mask. Perhaps, he thought, there was more to the man's choice of the Sluice as the meeting place than merely it's being conveniently private. Clearly, there had been something between them once, and just as clearly it now only went one way. Which was intriguing, in the sense that the scientist liked to know everything he could about anyone he worked with. It might prove useful, or it might not, either way he filed it away.

"Meet me tomorrow, 4 hours after lights out. Level 15, corridor 5H, junction 12-2. We won't to get this done as soon as we can, just in case we haven't been as discrete as we think we have been."

Nodding, Ladon pushed back his chair and stood. "I'll be there, with my gear." With a glance and polite nod to Svi, he departed.